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"Good morning, Rei—" Matsuda Jinpei's words were interrupted by the sound of the lock cylinder turning.

Xuetu came back from class, the house was silent, and there were two pairs of shoes in the entrance.

He opened the door, and sure enough, the two were still asleep.

From the snow rabbit's point of view, only a little fluffy top of his brother can be seen.

The single bed is not big, obviously, my younger brother squeezed in Matsuda Jinpei's arms all night.

"How early is it, get up and have lunch." Snow Rabbit's tone was indifferent.

Matsuda Jinpei froze, got up in a hurry, turned around and almost fell off the bed.

"It hurts...hair, Zhenping, you're pressing on my hair!"

"Um, sorry!"

After a period of chaos, the two of them sat down at the dining table after washing.

Reiji Tsukishiro was too lazy to change, so he came over in his pajamas, stepping on the floor barefoot, and was driven back by Snow Rabbit to wear slippers.

In front of Xuetu, Matsuda Zhenping felt a little embarrassed.

Because the atmosphere was too strange, Reiji Tsukishiro also sensed something was wrong, and silently lowered his head to eat, not daring to touch the snow rabbit.

Kinomoto Momoya pushed the door open, and felt out of place when he sat down to eat.

So he was only gone for one night, what happened?

"Thank you Mr. Jinpei last night." Reiji Tsukishiro thanked him seriously, and handed him and Kenji Hagiwara a souvenir.

"It's okay, today is just a vacation, next time pay attention to schedule." Matsuda Jinpei suddenly remembered that the deadline for writing is [-] o'clock this morning.

"Wait, your manuscript..." He looked at the table in the living room.

I forgot to put it in the mailbox too late last night, and I overslept again this morning!

Reiji Tsukishiro turned pale with fright, did he rush the manuscript to make him feel lonely?

"Mr. Maeno came to visit in the morning, and I have already given him the drawing." Snow Rabbit said unhurriedly after admiring his younger brother's shocked expression enough.

He glanced at the two of them, and when they got up, he didn't know when it would be.

Reiji Tsukishiro breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately his brother was there.

On the day the Shogakukan Manga Award was announced, Snow Rabbit bought an eight-inch cake.

"Congratulations to our little cartoonist!"

Tsukishiro Reiji blew out the candles in one breath, eighteen, and celebrated with his birthday.

He had waited too long for the manga award to be announced, but he really didn't feel so strongly about winning the award.

Perhaps when he woke up one day and found that the bonus of 100 million yen in his card had arrived, he probably rekindled the feeling of winning.

In the next few days, the family received congratulatory gifts and blessings from friends one after another.

Matsuda Jinhei bought two boxes of painting materials, Tsukishiro Reiji couldn't laugh or cry, the gift was indeed very practical.

A copy of "Memory Palace" was sent from the UK, and he decided to join the study program.

Umetaro Nozaki sent a copy of his thick material, and Mr. Mengye was willing to share his inspiration with him!

Tsukishiro Reiji was quite moved, and printed all his material books and sent them over.

There was another package, which had neither a sender address nor a receiver address, lying quietly in Yuecheng's mailbox.

Reiji Tsukishiro took it apart and saw that it turned out to be a collection of materials from various bizarre cases. Some pictures were too bloody and were not even published in the official bulletin.

His intuition was a gift from Osamu Dazai.

Reiji Tsukishiro ordered a crab-flavored cake from Yokohama's cake shop and sent it to the Port Mafia.

On the night when the cake was delivered, he received a message from Osamu Dazai—[Strange taste. 】

April is coming soon, and Yukito is no longer holding on to Reiji Tsukishiro.

Keio University is far away from Kamiya Street. For convenience, they finally decided to rent a small one-person apartment next to Keio University.

"Toya and I went to see the house, and Reiji went back to Yokohama to pack his luggage and send it over."

Seeing the excitement in his younger brother's eyes that couldn't be hidden, Xuetu swallowed the words to accompany him back.

Finally, Reiji Tsukishiro breathed the air outside of Mikacho in Tokyo.

Sure enough, the breath of Tomoeda Town is fresher.

When he opened the door, he was slightly taken aback.

"Dazai?"

Osamu Dazai is not clear about Reiji Tsukishiro's experience in England.

Recently, Ogai Mori was obsessed with asking for a license to operate with special abilities, so he was called up to sit for a while from time to time, in the name of discussing the development direction of Hong Kong and black.

It made Osamu Dazai annoyed when he saw the port mafia building recently, and it was even more annoying when he saw Mori Ogai.

The young man stayed in Tokyo and did not come back. Slug was on a business trip to Europe. Osamu Dazai had no one else to make trouble with. He went to the LUPIN bar a lot more times, but his friends became busy.

Today I accidentally wanted to go to Reiji's house to take a look, but I didn't expect to run into him and come back.

But, look at this packing posture...

"Is Reiji going to move?" Osamu Dazai sat cross-legged on a chair and asked with his chin resting.

"Well, move to Mihua Town."

Tsukishiro Reiji was looking down at the inventory, but he didn't see Osamu Dazai puffing his cheeks.

"Hmm... yes, Reiji is going to college—" Osamu Dazai put one leg on the chair and rested his head on his knee.

"Is going to school interesting?" Osamu Dazai shook his lower leg.

"I can't say if it's interesting or not," Tsukishiro Reiji stopped and thought seriously, "I just don't know what other ways to go besides going to school..."

He has been studying step by step in his two lives, which is quite boring when he thinks about it.

"Is Dazai's life wonderful?" Tsukishiro Reiji turned to ask him.

"Not at all—" Osamu Dazai drew out his tone.

Guns, blood, and endless intrigue are as simple as eating and drinking for him, and the mechanical operation is boring.

Maybe it should still be a novelty for young people?

He is now a cadre, so——

"If Reiji wants to experience it, on behalf of Mr. Mori, you are welcome to join the Port Mafia at any time~"

No wonder, he is not happy to represent Mori Ogai.

In the angle of view rotated [-] degrees, Osamu Dazai tilted his head to see the reaction of the young man.

"Sorry, Dazai." Tsukishiro Reiji never considered this possibility.

He likes an ordinary and pure life. He wakes up early in the morning, looking forward to which flower will bloom and which drop of dew will fall on his fingertips today.

The mafia is not the same world as him.

Besides, my brother wouldn't want to see it.

Osamu Dazai was not surprised when he heard the answer, rather, the young man's straightforward rejection was not annoying.

He has seen too many people who are terrified and forced to laugh, rotten like this world.

But no one likes being rejected.Dazai is no exception.

He blocked the harsh light with his hands, and slightly closed his eyelids.

Tsukishiro Reiji noticed his small movements of photophobia, got up and closed the window screen.

He stood by the window and saw the Port Mafia building soaring into the sky.

Thinking back to the crew members' fear of Dazai Osamu, he couldn't help sighing softly.

"However, when I think that there are people like Dazai in the world, I always feel very lucky."

On the dark side that no one understands, the Mafia guards Yokohama in its own way.

Suddenly, Osamu Dazai opened his eyes wide, his pupils constricted.

Hearing the young man's words, he felt extremely absurd, the tip of his tongue touched the palate, and the short four syllables were so difficult: "...Luck, luck?"

At this moment, Osamu Dazai really felt that the young man's mind was broken.

Talking to himself was heard by Osamu Dazai, Tsukishiro Reiji was ashamed, and the tips of his ears were stained red.

He moved his fingertips slightly and mustered up the courage to turn around.

"Ah."

Against the light, Osamu Dazai couldn't see the young man's expression clearly.

"When you see Dazai, you will feel at ease."

But Dazai could imagine the seriousness in his eyes.

It turns out that above the gray sky, there will really be a more dazzling sun.

Seeing that Dazai was silent, Tsukishiro Reiji urgently needed something to divert his attention. He remembered that there was a can of crab meat in the refrigerator.

He doesn't eat seafood, he probably bought it and put it in the refrigerator when Dazai visited.

Canned food has a long shelf life.

He unpacked it and handed Osamu Dazai a spoon.

"Does Dazai still like it?" He wondered if Dazai's tastes were as varied as his moods.

Osamu Dazai looked at the can handed to his palm and blinked, "I like it."

"Ah, it fell." Tsukishiro Reiji's movement of leaning forward caused the pen in his breast pocket to fall to the ground.

He bent down to pick it up, and when he got up, his forehead rubbed against Osamu Dazai's fingertips, and the warm feeling made him subconsciously step back.

The remaining smile on Dazai Osamu's lips disappeared completely at once.

Reiji had never shy away from this level of physical contact before——

The canned crabmeat was bland.

When the young man got up, he raised his hand and grabbed the young man's chin, forcing him to squat down.

Tsukishiro Reiji felt a faint pain from Dazai's fingertips.

He was puzzled and looked up suspiciously.

"what happened?"

Osamu Dazai looked at the young man from top to bottom, and the other party showed an appearance of complete surrender.

In the crystal eyeballs like glass marbles, the shadow of heaven in the book is reflected, but now the heaven is covered with a leech shell.

Fortunately, the young man's eyes are still ignorant, like unadulterated sea blue spinel, it is Miss Lolita who just met Humbert.

"No, it's something dirty." Dazai Osamu wiped the young man's forehead casually, this time the other party didn't hide any more.

He'd wipe off the leeches, and Humbert with him.

Osamu Dazai thought belatedly that he does have a cleanliness habit.

No more, no less, just a little on the young man's forehead.

"Who did Reiji meet recently?" Osamu Dazai let go of his hand.

Tsukishiro Reiji paused when he got up, he didn't need to deceive Dazai Osamu, nor did he deceive the other party's confidence.

He compromised and said, "People from the organization."

Osamu Dazai's eyes dimmed slightly.

Is it the undercover agent on that boat again?

The black organization has not appeared in Yokohama for a whole year and a half. Yokohama is too peaceful, and even Mori Ogai can't find a reason to ask for a license to open a business.

After finishing packing, Tsukishiro Reiji asked the cadre who didn't have a wallet to sit in the dessert shop for a while.

"Dazai?" The red-haired man looked at his friend unexpectedly.

"Yo, Odasaku." Osamu Dazai lazily replied, "I caught Odasaku skipping work."

"Ah, but Dazai is also missing work." Oda Sakunosuke looked at the silver-haired youth.

This is the man named Dazai who can look a little more decent now and then.

"This is the first time I met you, I am Oda Sakunosuke."

He is quite curious about young people. After all, the chances of Osamu Dazai taking the initiative to make friends are like sparks hitting the earth, which is better than nothing.

"Hello, I'm Reiji Tsukishiro." Reiji Tsukishiro saw that the red-haired man seemed to know him.

Osamu Dazai watched the young man automatically enter a defensive state in the face of strangers, and Oda Saku was also dull, which was inexplicably funny.

Bringing up a small cake that was out of place, Oda Sakunosuke explained: "I adopted a little girl."

Tsukishiro Reiji thought of Sakura, and Sakura seemed to be busy again.

He nodded, "Little girls like cakes very much, especially the strawberry one."

Oda Sakunosuke involuntarily focused his gaze on Osamu Dazai who was poking strawberries.

"...I'm leaving first, Sakule is still waiting for me."

"Sakule's parents died of illness. Odasaku is a hopeless bad guy." Osamu Dazai continued to poke the strawberry as if nothing had happened.

Reiji Tsukishiro rolled his eyes: "Mr. Oda must be a very important friend of Dazai."

Osamu Dazai was startled, then said coldly, "No, I don't make friends."

Tsukishiro Reiji didn't refute his stubbornness.

If Dazai doesn't make friends, then who is he sitting with himself in the small cake shop now?

An ordinary day after moving into a new apartment.

Tsukishiro Reiji suddenly opened a comment in front of his eyes.

This is not normal.He thought, people from the winery can't show up in the unremarkable university district.

Today is combustible waste disposal day, Tsukishiro Reiji still has a bag of combustible waste in his hand, so he can't care about research and comments for the time being.

There was a sound of unlocking the lock.

He remembered that Snow Rabbit said before that the apartment on the left has not yet found a tenant?

When Reiji Tsukishiro looked up, he met the eyes of the undercover agent with blond hair and black skin.

Seeing a gentle and gentle smile bloom on Toru Amuro's face, his expression was blank for a second,

"I'm Toru Amuro, the new resident next door."

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Who are you playing?

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The author has something to say:

The 5000 billion that triggered the dragon war was lost by the butterfly, so Oda Tsukuru only adopted one child.